A thought is a hard thing to control.
guardedenthusiasm:

THIS DOG MAKES ME SO HAPPY

guardedenthusiasm:

THIS DOG MAKES ME SO HAPPY

ben-ja-m-art-in-i:

pcapitated:

Soundtrack for a cannibal: Hannibal/Rammstein

⥇ Weiche Teile und auch harte stehen auf der Speisekarte
⥇ Ein Raubtier das vor Hunger schreit, wittere ich dich meilenweit
⥇ Ich hab euch etwas mitgebracht, hab es aus meiner Brust gerissen

Inspired by (x)

I have missed something, haven’t I? I had a tea, too, if anyone’s interested.

shorm:

abaldwin360:

When confronted with a cuddly cat, the lizard simply continues to lizard.

I will never not reblog this.

The way you treat yourself is the standard you set for others.
Sonya Friedman (via a-s-h-e)
I've noticed a difference in the way I write stories and the way I tell stories...
me (writing): And so she resolved to journey to the ruins of the north, for it was there, in the heart of the castle that the enchanted stone resided.
me (aloud): And then she's like, "I'm gonna go north to where there's all those broken buildings and shit" cause there's, like, a castle there in the castle there's this weird magic crystal or something.

the-winnowing-wind:

Only you.

Only ever you.

Look at him fucking strolling in and wandering all over the place and looking at it, like hm, my office looks nice, doesn’t it, Hannibal?

And Hannibal is like, yes, yes, babe, you are so right, it’s yours, anything you want.

Only you.

yuukitsune:

by Vladimir Spirov

yuukitsune:

by Vladimir Spirov

They took Ned, and your sweet brothers. Sansa is married, Arya is lost, my father’s dead…if anything befell you, I would go mad, Robb. You are all I have left. You are all the North has left.